The Returned Sword King Decided to Become a Tyrant Chapter 67
A questionable operation (2)
A message arrived at the royal palace in Arendelle.
The sender was the Kingdom of Esteban’s Matap. It was an urgent report from a distant land, hundreds of kilometers away.
“Count Ente has contacted me… …!”
“Yes, that’s right!”
Recently, the magic field has been shaking suddenly and communication instability has been occurring.
That is why sending a message over such a long distance was impossible with the communication device that Viscount Ente possessed.
That meant that Viscount Ente, who had gone as part of the diplomatic delegation, had somehow succeeded in making contact with Esteban.
So the King of Arendelle checked the contents of the communication with a tense expression. And soon, that tension turned into joy.
“Oh, so God hasn’t abandoned Arendelle yet!”
The message contained that the audience with the First Prince had been successful, and that they had succeeded in obtaining a strategy from him to stop them.
The King’s body trembled with joy. It was the best support he could give in the current situation.
If we had just one more chance, we could buy time to regroup and establish a defensive line.
However, as the King read the contents of the communication, his eyes began to narrow as he discovered something.
“… … This is.”
‘Strategy.’
It clearly said so there.
This was undoubtedly the strategy taught by the First Prince, and it also meant that this was what they had to do in the future.
The problem is that the content was not something that could be called a ‘strategy’ at all.
– Release Caravan Zite, who is imprisoned in the Eastern Prison, as soon as possible and appoint him as commander-in-chief.
-And present him with the following words:
The king read the words written below one by one, although he was confused.
“… … North, Granary, Elland Valley, Retreat.”
… … and finally.
“wind?”
The king’s expression was just as perplexed.
* * *
I tilted my glass of wine under the moonlight.
As if to say that the noisy events of the night were a dream, only silence soon fell over the office.
But that kind of atmosphere was also what I liked the most. Maybe to the point where I wanted to keep the leisure and emotions of this moment for the rest of my life.
“majesty.”
By the time the entire bottle of wine was empty.
After seeing off his guests who were returning to their homeland, Baron Vidor returned.
I glanced at the sight, then waited for the Baron to approach before opening my mouth.
“Even if they had returned to their homeland, nothing would have changed.”
“… … .”
It was a rambling story. But the Baron nodded as if he understood.
“Yes. It must have been an act of self-satisfaction to have hastened my steps without resting even for a single day.”
The driving force behind such actions was nothing more than an unfamiliar word: ‘patriotism.’
And I took advantage of this. Funny enough, I looked for false patriotism in the nobles of Esteban, while preying on the genuine sentiments of the nobles of other countries for my own gain.
Baron Vidor asked with a hardened expression.
“… … Your Majesty. Will Arendelle follow Your Majesty’s will?”
“Are you saying they will ignore my advice?”
“Your Majesty, you are an outsider after all, so I think that is not impossible.”
They probably know that too.
The fact that this war has nothing to do with me. So if the will of salvation that I have shown is not good enough, then I will simply follow the natural path of destruction.
But I didn’t think it would turn out like that.
“As you said, my strategy is that of an individual and an outsider. But right now, I’m not in a position to worry about such things.”
“… … .”
“Then, I have no choice but to believe it while being half-doubtful. I hope that the strategy that the First Prince has hinted at will bring them a new future.”
That’s why I deliberately didn’t give them a clear strategy. I just gave them an opportunity to stand up.
However, that choice will surely lead to Arendelle’s resurrection.
He made it so, and he put the sword in the hands of the right people to make it happen.
It was a design without a single flaw.
“There is no change.”
So I just waited patiently.
In the near future, we will figure out what benefits we can get from them,
“It will definitely happen.”
So that Esteban can grow into something greater than he is now.
* * *
Eastern Prison. It was the largest correctional facility in Arendelle, housing criminals imprisoned for various reasons.
But the reason Eastern Prison was called the largest correctional facility was not just because of its size.
‘The graveyard of serious criminals.’
That hell was the biggest and worst prison in Arendelle, famous for continuing the sentence even after death, and there was no way to escape once you entered.
And even in such an abyss, Caravan Zite was a criminal who stood out. Before he was imprisoned there, he was called the head of the Marquis Zite family, one of the pillars of Arendelle.
Step by step – step by step –
The crown prince descends into the innermost part of the prison. Following him, the nobles and the guards in charge of guiding him walk in a line.
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However, the nobles who followed the crown prince as his attendants seemed concerned about this situation.
“… … Your Majesty. Please reconsider. Caravan Zite, he is a vicious criminal imprisoned on charges of murdering a member of the royal family.”
Five years ago.
The terrible events that took place in the palace caused the Marquis of Zait to fall, even bringing down a bird from its flight.
The king’s youngest son was found dead. And next to him was Caravan Zite, holding a sword dripping with blood.
He denied the charges to the end, but ended up living the life of a criminal. Of course, this situation was not all that clear just because he was the crown prince.
“… … I know that too.”
Rather, he knew more than others.
Who is this Caravan Zite? And what does he really think of them?
“But we don’t have time to worry about that.”
A message from Prince Esteban. The strategy contained in it was not complete. Experts were called in to interpret it, but all they could give was the answer that they did not know.
But the First Prince mentioned the name of Caravan Zite, and told him to be sure to give him those words.
“That is, at least, the confidence that a man like Caravan Zite can understand and accept his strategy.”
“How can I be so confident that it will happen… … .”
“… … This is probably the truth that only Prince Esteban knows.”
The crown prince’s eyes sunk.
Now they could only hope that their confidence was not unfounded, and that such a caravanserai would truly help them… .
“We have arrived.”
Crunch-!
Finally, the door to the innermost part where the crown prince and his party had reached opened, and the only lantern that could illuminate the darkness illuminated the inside of that hell.
A small space of about 3 pyeong. Gray walls with no space for sunlight to enter. Finally, the sealed air of the basement filled with rotten smell.
… … The one there was a man who was said to be the former commander of the Knights of the Kingdom.
“A high-ranking person has come to such a lowly place! I don’t know where to put myself!”
“… … Caravan Zite.”
“So, why did you come to see me?”
He seemed happy to see someone he hadn’t seen in a long time, so he stood up from his seat and gave a warm welcome.
Through the lantern light, I could see his bushy beard and hair, as well as his raw muscles that showed no signs of neglecting his training.
The crown prince opened his mouth, biting his lip.
“… … Since we don’t have much time, I will just get to the point. From now on, by royal command, I appoint you as the commander-in-chief of the barbarian garrison.”
“What are you talking about? Commander-in-Chief? Who? Me?”
“This is an order from His Majesty the King. Kneel and obey.”
“… … Hahaha! I see!”
Caravan Zite laughed heartily at the absurd situation unfolding before his eyes.
Absurdity and extravagance are never in the same vein, but look at this joke! How could it not be funny?
But, in those devil-like eyes, a murderous intent that was so strong it made my stomach churn was seeping out.
“Have these old people with political disease finally gone mad?”
“… … How dare you!”
A nobleman growled with twinkles in his eyes.
But what stopped him was the crown prince holding the king’s edict in his hand.
“Caravan Zite. I know this situation is not understandable, but I don’t have time to explain it.”
“When you locked me up in this hell, you treated me like a murderer, but now you want to do whatever you want with me?”
“… … .”
The crown prince remained silent. On the contrary, the caravan’s commotion grew louder.
“It’s already been five years since you were imprisoned for no reason. Do you think I would blink an eye now that you’re talking about the Commander-in-Chief?”
“… … .”
“I am sick of your behavior of swallowing what is sweet and spitting out what is bitter. It would be best for you to leave before you forget the old feelings of caring for me like a close friend and kill me.”
He spoke like that, chewing and spitting, and sank to the floor of his cell.
The chains on his ankles clanked together and made a loud noise, but he didn’t seem to care at all.
That moment.
“… … .”
The crown prince, who had been biting his lips, raised his hand.
Then, as if they had already made a promise, those who had been waiting began to leave in an instant.
Soon, when all the people who had filled the cell had left, the crown prince whispered so quietly that only the caravan could hear.
“Once your duties as Commander-in-Chief are over, I will compensate you for everything you have lost.”
“Compensation? What do you mean?”
“Your trampled honor, loyalty, and even the glory of your family. This means that I will honor you as a hero and duke of the nation.”
“What?”
For the first time, something other than a grin appeared in Caravan Zite’s eyes.
And in response, the giant muscles twitched and moved in line with the gaze.
“The King has given his permission? To forgive me all my sins and demote me to the rank of Duke?”
“… … .”
“under!”
The Crown Prince remained silent, but nodded his head in response, thus indirectly expressing that this proposal was the King’s will.
At the same time, Caravan’s eyes slowly closed.
Love and hate. After all, he too was a human who could not escape from his personal emotions.
A moment later, Caravan Zite’s eyes opened wide.
“If you want to restore my honor, you must not simply award me a title, but reinvestigate the full story of the royal murders.”
“I promise, in the name of royalty.”
“Also, I must vouch for the innocence of my family in the name of the Crown.”
“I promise.”
The crown prince nodded despite the conditions that followed. That was the end of it.
“… … Okay. I don’t feel like serving a country like this again, but if freedom and honor are guaranteed, I can’t help but help.”
A creepy, ferocious smile soon formed on his lips.
